The Wounded Lion

The wounded lion There was a calamities In his land The brutality of bad politics Keep burning down His home town Time keep passing Yet this circumstances Never change He grew up watching The rain of fire befallen His community This all was an influence To his braveness Cos I remember he once said No matter what the eyes see It can't shed blood but tears The wounded lion As time passes He grew up to a man He grew up fearless Cos what more can he see To be scard In an genocidal community What more can he lose After losing his land So his mind was made up To defend his land Yet he was hurt So badly hurt So sad that out there He was fear Yet more sadly they he Was killed by his own people So on this quest I understood the words of the old I see clearly why the old say to me When you fight for your people Reserve a hand for the people From your people who will Fight you for fighting for them